(LAMP) The orphanage of secrets (poly sanders)

Six

[A\N - I found this image funny. Please, don't take offense to this. It was not initiated to offend you. Thanks for understanding. I just felt like I needed to make that clear. (You have mysteriously acquired your favorite cookie. 🍪) ]

"Just give him time. He'll find out what a great person you truly are." Me moved closer towards me and whispered, "nerd."

I groaned. "You ruined the moment." He just started chuckling.

After a bit of getting to know Princey, Joan interrupted us. "Excuse me, but Roman needs to help carry Anxiety to his room."

I was confused and concerned. "What happened? And who is Roman?"

Princey stood up. "That would be me, Royal Logan." He then turned towards Joan. "I'll be able to carry him myself. He's just tired, right?"

Hopefully this doesn't turn into a horror movie. Come one, come all! See this man carry a young lad that is secretly the serial killer...but you'll only find that out in the last thirty minutes!

Joan took us to a red car. A red car. It might cover blood splatter from the wandering eye.

Upon closer investigation, it seems to not be the case. I should not have watched that horror movie with Bubbles. He said it was going to be fun. He was so scared, but he actually had fun watching...that.

Joan opens the passenger door and Princey carries Anxiety like a koala. I would be lying if I did not say that it looked cute.

Wait what? Why did I think that?

I followed Princey, whom I have a few minutes back discovered what his real name is. Roman fits him.

But in all seriousness. If this was a horror or thriller movie... I would kill all of the stupid people. Including the bullies. I know for a fact that finding an accomplice would be easy.

Anyway, back to the task at hand. Roman carries Anxiety towards our room and places him down on his bed. Bubbles is still asleep on my bed.

The both of us walked out of our room and back into the hallway. "Does this always happen when Joan goes to someone with the red backpack?" I asked Princey.

Roman froze. "I um... I'm not exactly prohibited to tell you." He then sighed. "I just made it sound worse than it actually -" he stopped and sighed again. "Just forget it ever happened."

He began walking away and I followed him. "Why should I forget what happened if it can happen again? Would it not be wise then to remember?" He stopped.

He turned around to face me. "Listen... The world, including this orphanage, has secrets that shouldn't be messed with. You know nothing, thus, you shall no nothing."

I was confused. "Wait... So you are implying that I find something to prove what you just said. Only then will I know the rest?" What type of mind game is this?

"That's not what I-" he huffed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Just leave it." This time, I let him walk away.

Is he suggesting that all of this is uncanny?

I mean, I don't know. But it could be.

I smiled as I started walking aimlessly in the hallway.       Glad to hear that you have returned, old friend.

Eh, I missed you too. When I heard that you got send here... I knew you needed me.

Are you ever going to tell me what you are V?

You wouldn't understand. So no. Now, stop staring at that bench. You're freaking a girl out.

I snapped out of my head and looked around. I saw a little girl holding a teddy bear. She looks scared. She must be around nine years old.

She comes closer towards me and softly tells me something. I could not understand since she was whispering to softly. I went down on my knees and she smiled. "Can you repeat that again, please? I could not hear you."

"I asked if you can talk to spirit-born's too." She responded.

I was confused. "No... I just um... Communicated to a fragment of my imagination." Logically, that's what V is. My imaginary friend.

She shook her head. "I don't think so mister."

"Ally! Stop freaking out strangers without me!" Someone said as they came towards us. They look my age.

I stood back up. "Sorry for alarming you, but we were just talking."

They started laughing. "You're joking right? By the way, my name is Deceit. I'm cassgender so call me whatever." Yip. I don't like him.

I ignored V. "Wait... What do you mean that I must be joking? Ally talked to me." I was getting even more confused by the second. Ally then hugged him tightly.

His face neutralized. "She's selectively mute." He puts his hand on her head. "Why would she talk to a stranger? She rarely even speaks to me."